Perfect first date [MF]

This story was typed on mobile so don’t mind me if there’s some disorder please!

This was back in my high school days, I was cool with everyone around me and yet, I was shy to flirt with girls. Bouncing between work and school made it even harder.

So there was this chick working at a department store that I kinda liked. We both worked at the same shopping mall and I always walked past her counter to use their restroom (it was cleaner and quieter than the public one).

Until one day where she tried to get me to buy from her, at the end of her perfume samples she stroke me with a cute innocent look with her shy green eyes, I almost bought them just because of that but! Since I’m the most indecisive person on earth I told her I’m gonna grab the samples and let my coworker smell them and help me decide. She gave me her card and told me that she’s about to leave, I sensed that she wanted that commission so she wanted to make sure I buy from her, I also wanted to because of her patience and how her recommendations were so on point!

That London heatwave, part one [MMF]

Hi, I’m new to this but love reading other people’s stories so thought I would share mine… did it in cuckold but this is busier I guess. This is a true one that happened to me a while ago. Here’s a first part, if people like it I will try and find time to continue with what happened next. It’s quite a long old tale. Hope you like it.

Witcher Fanfiction: Geralt’s Romances Chapter 1

Geralt looked across the table at Keira, carefully considering her face. “Must’ve cost you a small fortune. Sure, you don’t need me to pitch in?”

“Please, I manage. You know, a dozen eggs here, a cock or gander there…Besides, my finances are about to improve.” Keira replied, her voice light and unhurried. Geralt cocked an eyebrow. “How? if you don’t mind me asking? I mean, you’d think the only work to be had in Velen would be in farming…”

She laughed lightly “Very true. So, I’ve two options. I can either start cultivating. some turnips or…leave. But that’s not what I wished to discuss. Thank you once again, Geralt, for your help with the tower. You were fabulous.”

Geralt kept his eyes locked onto the sorceress’ his face stern as he regarded her the light blush in her cheeks, the strong wine clearly getting to her. Or perhaps it was his refusal to let his eyes wander down, where her dress, with its scandalously wide neckline, revealed her pale and unblemished neck. Attire that was entirely inappropriate for a petty village’s alchemist located so deep in war-ravaged Velen. But not maybe inappropriate for a former royal mage, and member of the Lodge of Sorceresses.

[mf] wife pegged me.

Not long after my wife officially started dating. (Before that we were just fucking) she was the first one who introduced me to any sort of ass play. She would blow me and give me a rim job. That progressed into a blowjob and putting a finger in my ass. That was a turning point really. It felt amazing and I’d always cum super hard when she’d finger my ass. One time while we were out and she was telling me about some of her sexual past. She told me that one of the guys asked her to peg him. I literally had no idea what “peg” or “pegging” meant. She said that she purchased a strap on a dildo and fucked this dude a couple of times. Not gonna lie I got super hard. I’m not sure if it was hearing about her past that always turns me on or the fact that she was really into a kink and being a naughty girl. Anyway not long after that she pegged me. Since then she’ll peg me every couple of months. Really when the mood strikes.

Evolution of an Alpha: Chapter 1 Scene 4: The Dancefloor

“DANCE FOR ME DANCE FOR ME OH OH OH”. The music is loud and, at this point, my head is pounding. I can only tolerate so much blasting music. But I don’t mind too much, I actually like this song. After a little chit chat and a few shots, Morry and I joined the girls on the dancefloor. Ayana smiled wide when she saw me heading towards her. Her body was now in full motion against mine as I stood behind her holding a double shot of scotch on the rocks lightly in the air. She loves to dance, and, seeing as that usually means swinging her waist and grinding her ass on my crotch, I don’t mind one bit. My free hand is firmly planted on her slender hip and my face is bobbing to the music over her shoulder with a perfect view of her cleavage from above. Morry and Lea are a few feet away facing us and I notice Morry mimicking my moves. Shevy and Shay are together dancing to my right. “MOVE FOR ME MOVE FOR ME AY AY AY”. Ayana turns to face me and, with her eyes closed, slithers her body down to a near squat so that her face is parallel with the bulge in my pants. Her eyes open and meet mine, which are no doubt fixated on her. With a shy smile, she let’s her tongue make contact with the bump in my jeans and wriggles her way back up my body. God she’s sexy. I greet her with a kiss when she makes her way back to my face and let her bury her lips on my neck, her body still moving. I look up and catch Lea quickly look away. Had she been watching that little occurrence? Morry is still looking down. I stare at Lea knowing full and well that she’d glance back soon. I sense Shevy and Shay watching me as well. Sure enough, Lea peeks back at me and, for a brief moment, freezes like a deer in the headlights from my intense stare and arrogant smirk. She quickly looks away as Morry looks up and outstretches his drink towards me. I smile at him and clink my glass with his, laughing to myself. I look down and see Ayana vehemently kissing my neck and rubbing my chest. Her body has slowed down but her legs are excitedly rubbing against my crotch. My cock is pulsating, begging to be let out of its fabric restraints. I need to fuck her now. “Ready to go?” I suggest in her ear. “hh…mmm….yea….” is her muffled breathy response.

The Wrong Bed

Based on a follower request

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Fuck, the party had been a hit. Everyone had raved about how great the night was and Rory now felt like an overnight school celebrity.

But still he was lying in bed alone.

He’d hoped the hype of his party might have got him laid, or at least a handjob like Austin had promised it would.

Yet here Rory was, alone in bed, whilst Austin got to fuck his girlfriend Annie all night.

Fuck, Annie! Rory always thought she was a goddess. He teased Austin about how hot his girlfriend was but what he didn’t tell him was that he woke up most mornings with a rock hard cock from dreaming about her.

Rory had accepted sleeplessness when he heard a door creak open and closed. He hated how noisy this house was; you could hear every time someone was going to the toilet. Rory had no idea who it was, he’d let plenty of people stay the night and he honestly wasn’t really bothered, he just wanted to doze off and erase the image of Annie bouncing on Austin’s cock from his mind.

33 [M]y slutty (then 19) girl[f]riend got finger fucked at a rooftop bar

Jess and I were talking yesterday about some of the best hookups where we’ve never fucked/got fucked in her case, and we had this talk…

As always, this is me, and *this is Jess*

*Oh yeah, it was about 3rd year of university, I had a really naughty night in a rooftop bar! ;)*

(I felt my cock growing fully hard almost instantly) Holy shit, rooftop bar? I wanna know this..

*You do, huh?*

(Jess slides her hands inside my shorts, takes out my cock, and starts kissing it gently from base to tip, giving a few licks – the sensation is incredible!)

Oh fuck babe, go on!

*I was with 3 friends, 2 guys and 2 girls and the–*

You hooked up with Tom?

*Lol, no, Tom and Javi were really interested in getting a number at the foosball table..*

Lol of course.

*yeah, fucking guys eh? but they went off, leaving Laura and I to drink. They come back and Tom asks Laura to dance, she’s tipsy, I’m tipsy, and Javi just wants to play more foosball, so Laura goes off to dance with Tom*

[F] Orgasmed To My Own Pics After Selling Some!!!

So I’m reposting this, this time with more info about what happened.

So I was super horny and was masturbating and took a bunch of pics of myself. After taking them instead of continuing with the porn I instead looked at my own pics and started getting even hornier and ended up cumming like a broken tap.

I added 2 of the pics I took to the bunch of pics that I sell to guys and deleted the rest. First I got off on selling my pictures to guys and now I’m getting off on looking at my own pictures. Lol this is kind of messed up I think, but I’m horny again so might as well as sell some pics and vids to some guys and then cum to myself again.

I’m such a slut lol and lesbian on top of it all. Yay, it don’t get better then this xD.

Getting his text and more [M+/F, NC]

The phone vibrated, barely a phantom of a buzz felt through her purse. She pulled it out and checked and found a text from him. No, THE text from him. He’d been promising/threatening to do it for months now. It was terrifying how a few simple words could ramp her anxiety, make her wet, scared, and excited all at once. How anyone she’d never met could hold such power over her was beyond her.

ALLEY OF 3rd and ANDERSON
SUMMER DRESS – NOTHING UNDER. SHORT.
STRUGGLE FOR THEM.

She trembled as she went into her bedroom, slowly stripping away her clothes. Her eyes wet, lips moist, as she thumbed through her dresses. She dropped her blue sundress, tight up top, loose and short on the bottom. She gripped the wall and had to practice her breathing, focusing before the anxiety could overcome her and prevent her from doing what he had told her to do.

The Mousy Landlord: My First Experience Living Alone [MF]

A year ago, I had recently moved into a one-bedroom unit (no longer live there). It was my first time living alone which I was really excited for. I liked the idea of having an entire space to myself, to do what I want, when I want.

My first day in the unit (boxes not even unpacked yet) I was taking a hot shower. I got out, dried off, and then had the realization “I don’t even need to cover up! I’m free! Master of my own domain!” Or some corny shit like that, as I am a corny individual at heart. I hung up my towel, and walked out of my steamy bathroom into the living room, with my cock hanging full from the warmth of the shower.

To my surprise, standing inside of my new apartment by the doorway, was my landlord. And there I was, damp, bottomless, and somewhat frozen in time. She sees my cock and stands there in shock for a moment before fumbling out a swirling apology and spinning around to face the closed door. Smiling, I told her “no worries” or something like that, but she rushed out of the apartment.